Day and night tour

Chapter 186 Battle of East City
Luo Yunzhou was very surprised to hear that the Kidnapper's Gang was able to invite Lu Yusheng.

"You can actually invite the Armored Incense Master?"

"It's just a Zhijiaxiang, why should Luo Erdang be surprised?"

Mo Tingsheng was not showing off, he simply felt from the bottom of his heart that the Armored Incense Master was not important enough.

Recently, many "Class C" and "Class D" trading dens of kidnappers have been destroyed by the Liaogui Gang.

It didn't affect the hideout for their higher-end goods, but the 獠鬼 dealt a heavy blow to the kidnappers' reputation.

As terrorists in Mingjiang Prefecture, they also need to maintain their status. Once their reputation falls, anyone will dare to take advantage of them.

Therefore, the attack on Lao He and Liao Gui must be as powerful as thunder, telling the entire Mingjiang Mansion that the kidnapper is still the same kidnapper.

"Is it not enough to bring out the armor incense?"

Luo Yunzhou asked innocently.

"The City God has three leaders: Hall Master, Qingfeng, and Monument King. I originally thought that at least one of the three leaders would come out tonight."

After hearing what Mo Tingsheng said, Luo Yunzhou felt cold in his heart. Comparing oneself with others will only make one angry.

"When we, the coroners, see the city god, we are like mice seeing a cat. We can't even run away. I didn't expect that they are actually under your control - the gap is quite big."

They are all White Walker Halls,

Moreover, the White Walkers behind him are not above the sky. It is hard to imagine that the kidnapper can run his temple so prosperously without any powerful god-level figures behind him.

"You coroners are just coroners. All you care about is how much money your hall has made this year and how many disciples you have gained. Your hall doesn't have any truly grand goals."

"Do you have any?"

Luo Yunzhou was a little unconvinced. We coroners do it for money and disciples. Aren’t you kidnappers too?
"Of course."

Mo Tingsheng sneered: "We kidnappers want revenge! We kidnap people and traffic goods for money, but this money will never lie in our bank accounts and become cold numbers."

"You kidnappers are in Mingjiang. Except for the priests and ancient scholars of the Bone Elders' Association, you can kill anyone you want, right?"

Luo Yunzhou asked in confusion.

This time, Mo Tingsheng no longer answered his questions.

Summer insects cannot talk about ice,

Mo Tingsheng looked down on people like Luo Yunzhou from the bottom of his heart.

"Just focus on your work."

He took out a flat iron kettle from his suit pocket, unscrewed the lid, tilted his head back and took a sip of wine, staring at Luo Jingtang, the coroner who was performing an autopsy on Chun Meng.

Luo Jingtang is Luo Yunzhou's younger brother, and has also just entered the Five Incense Sticks level.

In terms of the level of his skills, Luo Jingtang is not as good as the head coroner, but in terms of the skill of "corpse speaking", he has no rivals among the coroners.

He sprinkled corpse oil on Chun Meng's bones and chanted a spell. He saw how Chun Meng was driven crazy by Zhou Xuan's storyteller's "dream-making" method at Mingdong Shande Hospital.

The more he watched, the more he frowned. He didn't stop until the picture disappeared. Then he slowly stood up and walked towards Mo Tingsheng.

"Mr. Mo."

"What was the result of Corpse Talk, how was Chun Meng killed, and what did the person who killed him look like?"

"The bones of the spring dream have been lingering for too long, and the corpse's voice is no longer effective."

"Can't hear anything at all?"

Mo Tingsheng stared into Luo Jingtang's eyes.

"I can't hear it." Luo Jingtang shook his head decisively.

"Since the clues have been cut off, let's put Chun Meng's revenge aside for now, but - Lao He's business tonight cannot fail."

Mo Tingsheng put the wine jug back into his pocket, stood up and left the cemetery.

Luo Yunzhou looked at Mr. Mo's back and couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He said, "The bones of Chunmeng were left for too long. If it was shorter, we would have heard it and would have a reason to ask the kidnapper for a generous reward."

"Brother, actually I heard it." Luo Jingtang said.

"You heard it, why didn't you tell Mr. Mo?" Luo Yunzhou asked.

"The one who killed Chun Meng was a storyteller. I know the first six methods of the storyteller, but I really don't understand the methods of that storyteller."

It's normal not to understand. The eighth level of Zhou Xuan's storyteller technique is "entering dreams through dreams". Even Yuan Buyu doesn't know what this technique is, let alone Luo Jingtang.

Luo Jingtang added: "That storyteller should be Qizhuxiang. Brother, the kidnapper offended a Qizhuxiang storyteller in Pingshui Prefecture and was beaten back to Mingjiang Prefecture alone. We can't afford to offend such a person."

"What's there to be afraid of? We sold the information to the kidnappers. If they can find trouble with the Seven Incense Sticks, they can. If they can't, the kidnappers will have to pay us for the information."

"Brother, you are so confused! The storyteller who is asking for revenge is no less than the King of Hell calling his name. You should not provoke such a person. Otherwise, if you or I walk on the street, we won't know where our heads are."

The coroner used to be a bandit, killing people and robbing people. Is there anything he wouldn’t dare to do?
Luo Jingtang is one of the few disciples among the coroners who knows how to write the word "reverence".

"Well... forget about the dream. Go back and find twenty-five disciples who are good enough to hold four incense sticks. Come with me to Dongshi Street to kill Lao He."

"If it's my opinion, it's better not to go."

Luo Jingtang said: "The kidnappers have too many powerful enemies. If we follow them, we will end up in trouble. Even if we hide in the mountains and become bandits again, we can..."

"Snapped!"

A full slap knocked out one of Luo Jingtang's teeth.

"You are the second in command, and I am the second in command?" Luo Yunzhou felt that his authority was challenged.

Luo Jingtang didn't dare to say more.

"The kidnapper is looking for Lu Yusheng. Do you know who Lu Yusheng is? He is the armored incense master of the City God!"

What about Zhijiaxiang?

Can he guarantee that he will never be rivaled again?

Luo Jingtang already had a bad premonition in his heart, but he no longer dared to disobey Luo Yunzhou.

……

Zhou Xuan drove the car to Mingjiang Department Store, went up to the second floor with Lu Mingkun, and entered a store called "Good Time Record Player".

The store was covered with black and white printed floors. The owner, wearing a long gown, was wiping a cabinet record player with a dry towel.

"Boss, do you have a Victory record player?"

Zhou Xuan entered the store to inquire.

"Yes, yes."

The boss greeted him warmly and said, "This cabinet-style record player of mine is the Victory record player. Please listen to the sound."

He connected the line, flipped the switch, and listened quietly with Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun.

Because it is a cabinet type, the machine is very stable and can reduce the tiny vibrations caused by an unstable base. The effect is even better than that of Lao Yang's record player.

"The sound is good, and the electric one is more convenient than the hand-cranked one."

Zhou Xuan tried several other machines and when he saw a good one, he didn’t want to buy a bad one, mainly because he had money now.

The two promissory notes I received yesterday were worth a huge amount of 160,000.

"This cabinet machine is called a phonograph dual-purpose machine..."

The boss had sharp eyes and noticed that Zhou Xuan had a strong desire to buy the cabinet machine, so he worked hard to introduce it to him.

This machine is more like a five-drawer cabinet, divided into two layers. The upper layer has two wooden doors. When you open them, you will see a record player on one side and a tube radio on the other.

The lower level can be used to store records.

The shape of the cabinet is designed. When you want to listen to music, just close all the doors. After the sound is emitted, the cabinet will resonate, making the sound more mellow.

"Let's take this one. How much is it?"

"This one is more expensive, costing tens of thousands," said the boss.

"How much exactly?"

"Eleven thousand." said the boss.

“Does Curry have a new machine?”

"No, you need to make a reservation and it will arrive in a week," said the boss.

"This one, then."

"The deposit is eight hundred," said the boss.

Zhou Xuan nodded, paid the deposit, filled in the address, got the reservation receipt, and left the store with Lu Mingkun.

"Junior brother, is this record player so expensive?"

"What's there to be afraid of? We are on the right track, and our spirit and temperament must keep up." Zhou Xuan was talking about the future spiritual construction...

"Brother Zhou."

Zhou Xuan turned his head and saw Si Yuer carrying a lot of bags, and a woman with empty hands standing behind her.

The woman tied up her long wavy hair, looking neat and tidy, with crescent-shaped eyebrows and eyes as beautiful as flowing water, which formed a great contrast with her fiery red lips.

Without waiting for Zhou Xuan to respond, Si Yuer enthusiastically introduced the woman behind her and said, "This is the singer, Bai Guang from Paramount. Come on, Bai Guang, sing a few lines for my brother Zhou."

Bai Guang covered his mouth with his wrist and laughed at Si Yuer's honesty.

"Xiaoyu, what a coincidence, I run into you while shopping in a mall."

"I've been feeling better lately, so I asked my girlfriends to hang out. Today we went to the park, watched a movie, and went shopping."

"As long as you are in good spirits."

Zhou Xuan shook hands with Bai Guang again out of politeness: "I really like listening to music. Next time I go to Paramount, I will definitely support you."

"Thank you, Brother Zhou."

Bai Guang smiled and thanked him.

"Brother Zhou, since we've met, let's have dinner together. There's a Mingjiang restaurant across the street. The food is delicious."

"Okay...but I have to call the store first."

Zhou Xuan returned to the record store.

"Boss, use the phone."

"Okay, okay." The record player owner had just finished a big deal with Zhou Xuan and was in a very good mood.

Zhou Xuan picked up the phone and told Xiao Fuzi not to go home for dinner that night.

After hanging up the call, Zhou Xuan thanked the boss and went to the restaurant with Lu Mingkun, Si Yuer and Bai Guang.

The restaurant is located in a small manor with a quiet environment.

Si Yuer chose a seat outside and placed her bags on the table.

"Xiaoyu, you're the only one shopping. Didn't Miss Bai buy anything?"

"I bought it, but Xiaoyu insisted on getting it for me, so I couldn't help it."

Bai Guang said somewhat embarrassedly.

"I am a person who walks in the underworld to worship gods. I have great strength, so of course I have to take things."

Si Yuer was naturally enthusiastic. She unpacked the bags and introduced them to Zhou Xuan.

"This is a doll. You can twist the joints. It's super fun."

“And this, a statue of Buddha.”

"Are you still worshipping Buddha?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"It's not for worshiping Buddha. It's a toy. It's very interesting."

Si Yuer pressed the spring behind the Buddha, and cracks appeared on the Buddha's body. Then, along the cracks, she separated the Buddha into three parts.

Each part is a Buddha statue.

Future Buddha, present Buddha, past Buddha.

"Isn't it fun? One Buddha has turned into three."

"interesting."

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, the initial form of Transformers.

“There’s also a meaning.”

Si Yuer said: "It is said that the Buddha is composed of the past Buddha, the present Buddha, and the future Buddha. The three small Buddhas merged into one and became the Buddha. The Buddha split and became three small Buddhas again."

"When they are combined, they become Buddhas. When they are separated, they become small Buddhas... It seems that the gods are similar."

Zhou Xuan thought about this secretly, and his doubts about how to help Li Chengfeng were suddenly resolved.

"Brother Zhou, what are you thinking about?"

“Oh, thinking about the lyrics.”

"What lyrics?"

"Some casual words cleared up my doubts," Zhou Xuan said.

Si Yuer scratched her head and said, "Is this also considered a lyric?"

"I don't think so." Bai Guang also agreed.

The lyrics of this era are more or less literary.

Now that Zhou Xuan's doubts have been resolved, he has a lot more free time and is in the mood to chat with Bai Guang about the Paramount Ballroom.

When talking about the singing and dancing venue, Bai Guang was a little confused. She said that her singing career in Paramount was not very smooth. Her appearance fee was medium to low, and there were not many audiences. Several big bosses said that they would fall asleep whenever they heard her singing. "Singers need to interact with the audience frequently. I am more introverted, and every time I interact with them, the bosses are not happy."

"Can you sing a few lines for me?"

Zhou Xuan didn't think it was necessary. With Bai Guang's looks and demeanor, he was definitely a star. How could the place be so cold?

"I'll sing a few lines..."

Bai Guang sang Gu Ling's most popular song "Rose Rose I Love You".

After hearing this song, Zhou Xuan understood that Bai Guang had not yet found his own singing style.

Bai Guang's style is at two extremes from Gu Ling's.

Gu Ling's voice is passionate and unrestrained, and she is very infectious when she sings songs with a slightly faster tempo, but Bai Guang's voice is lazy, and when the tempo becomes faster, it sounds rushed and uncomfortable.

“You have to package yourself and choose new songs.”

"Package?"

Bai Guang had never heard of this term.

But Zhou Xuan worked in the media in his previous life, so packaging, hype, buying hot searches, buying internet trolls... etc. were all basic operations for him.

"Packaging has two meanings. The first is your singing image. Your voice is lazy, so I will make you into a 'music elf'. From your stage posture to your speech and behavior, there are corresponding standards.
The second level is in terms of social image. Through newspapers and radio stations, your image can be elevated. You can be an event celebrity, a charity queen, or other aspects. "

"Singing is not all about singing. Public opinion channels are very important."

"Controlling public opinion is equal to controlling your future."

Speaking of public opinion,

Si Yuer was excited and said, "Brother Zhou, our Si family also has a newspaper, and it is the largest newspaper in Mingjiang Prefecture."

Ok,
The Si family newspaper is a very good resource.

"Write it down in my little notebook."

Unlike Si Yuer who was heartless, Bai Guang had a lot on her mind. She was somewhat surprised at the knowledge of the young man in front of her.

It even affected her understanding of singing a little.

"Ge Ling, singing is really not the most important thing?"

"Give me time and public opinion, and I can make someone with average singing skills become a popular singer."

Zhou Xuan hugged her and said,
In the past, the media used to make people with terrible singing and acting skills into stars, and they had accumulated rich experience in promoting people.

The Emperor's New Clothes is performed every once in a while.

His slightly arrogant words shocked Bai Guang.

If the abstract word "future" can be concrete, then the "future" in Bai Guang's eyes has now grown into Zhou Xuan.

She, who was always shy, followed the style of other singers, raised her glass, and said solemnly: "Brother Zhou, I am not very good at speaking, so I toast you."

Zhou Xuan also picked up his wine glass and said, "Maybe I will get involved in the entertainment industry in the future."

The entertainment industry in Mingjiang Prefecture is much more developed than that in Pingshui Prefecture and can make a lot of money.

As Zhou Xuan's journey of becoming a Buddhist began, he also discovered the great role of money.

Take his bones and teeth for example.

If the fangs of a fang devil were placed in a market where kidnappers sell their wares, they would probably be worth several record players.

If Zhou Xuan did not have a relationship with Lin Xia and Feng Xigui, with his net worth of several thousand yuan at the time, he would never be able to buy the bone fang of the fang ghost even if he took out all his money.

"Brother Zhou, if you enter the entertainment industry, you will definitely be better than Paramount."

Si Yuer is now Zhou Xuan's favorite.

"Say it again, say it again."

Zhou Xuan raised his wine glass.

……

Lu Yusheng was extremely angry. His severed finger had been reattached with the help of the Bone Elders' Association, but his reputation was completely shattered by Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun.

What's more, it was the fact that he was stepped on in front of Gu Ling, which made it even more difficult for him to accept.

"I must kill them both."

Lu Yusheng had originally planned to take action yesterday, but after asking around, he found out that Zhou Xuan was actually a tattoo artist.

When a young tattoo artist is born, he often brings a protector with him.

"His protector is definitely not the coroner who showed up last night. He should be a master close to the level of Six Incense Sticks."

As long as it takes more than six incense sticks to enter Mingjiang Mansion, one will be monitored by the magic weapon, but recently, no one with the tattoo of six incense sticks has entered Mingjiang.

"The guardian took nearly six incense sticks, and the coroner yesterday took more than four incense sticks."

Without the City God Armor, Lu Yusheng had no confidence of victory.

If one person cannot handle it, he will call a few more people, such as the night watchman of the City God.

When the night watchmen heard that the one they were dealing with was Zhou Xuan, they all quit their jobs. It was obvious that the man had a close relationship with Li Chengfeng, and yet he still rushed forward to fight. Wasn't that like carrying a lantern into a toilet - looking for death?
Especially Zhang Yifeng, the night watchman who had met Zhou Xuan, not only did he not go, but he also mocked Lu Yusheng by relying on his slightly higher level of incense.
"Master Zhijia, he is a friend of Master Shu, and he has the Tattoo Ancient Clan to protect him. You want us to deal with him. Do you think we are all like you, little golden monkeys sucking the milk of giraffes, sucking for heights?"

"Master Lu, be careful, or you won't get any milk but get kicked in the stomach."

Lu Yusheng became even angrier when Zhang Yifeng jumped on his face.

All kinds of dissatisfaction gathered in Lu Yusheng's heart and turned into a ball of fire.

He vowed to use this fire to burn Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun to ashes.

"Today, I will apply for armor and kill Zhou Xuan single-handedly."

Lu Yusheng made up his mind, but in the evening, he saw a stick of incense with the word "Stele" written on it.

It was the third in command of the gang, Bei Wang, who was looking for him.

When they arrived at the City God Hall, the King of Monuments asked Lu Yusheng to take up the armor.

"Tonight, the kidnappers are going to kill the fang ghosts in East Market Street. They don't have enough people, so they came to me for help. Please come forward and do this job beautifully and efficiently.

Anyone from the Liaogui group who dares to go to East Market Street will not be left alive."

The King of Monuments said.

"Master Bei, the three heads of the family must agree to take up the post."

"Qingfeng didn't get involved in the kidnapper's business, so how can you ask him to agree? If you are asked to take up arms, then take up arms. If something goes wrong, the boss will report to the Bone Elders. What are you afraid of? Take up arms."

"kindness."

Lu Yusheng agreed, walked into the main shrine of the hall, knelt on his knees in front of the portrait of the ancestor, and said: "There is a strange man in Mingjiang who wants to cause chaos between yin and yang. Disciple Lu Yusheng, please ask the ancestor to wear the golden armor to capture the strange man and bring him back to the hall."

After saying that, Lu Yusheng shook his wrist, and with a stick of incense standing beside him, he flew towards the portrait of the ancestor.

When the portrait saw the incense, it produced a golden mist. When the mist dissipated, a golden armor flew out and hit Lu Yusheng, knocking him back a full foot.

There was a faint golden color on Lu Yusheng's palms and face.

"Thank you, Master. I will not fail you."

Lu Yusheng went to the war preparation hall again, took his magic weapon, pulled on a black robe, wrapped himself tightly, and strode out of the main hall.

After killing the fang ghost, he took up his armor and went to kill Zhou Xuan.

This is the strategy Lu Yusheng set for himself.

……

Since Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun were not coming back for dinner, Xiao Fuzi stewed tofu soup and vegetables for herself, and went to buy two buns for dinner.

Yun Ziliang was not used to eating vegetarian food, so he went to the vegetable stall on Dongshi Street to buy a roast chicken. He didn't come back for more than 20 minutes.

"Why did it take so long for Grandpa Yun to buy the roast chicken?"

Xiao Fuzi was holding a bowl of tofu and vegetable soup and was sitting at the door drinking it. Finally, he saw Yun Ziliang jogging quickly.

"Oh, Xiao Zhou and Lao Wu went out at a really bad time. They can't watch the fun."

"what happened?"

"The kidnappers have come. They have nailed a piece of human skin to the big archway on Dongshi Street. On the skin are written a row of bloody words: Kill Lao He at 8 o'clock!"

Yun Ziliang pointed at the closed shops on the street and said, "Look at them. Why did they close so early? The kidnappers are coming and they are afraid to open the doors."

"What about Lao He? He's quite pitiful."

"Have some pity on yourself first and close the door."

Yun Ziliang rushed into the store.

"Grandpa Yun, don't you love to watch the fun? The kidnappers are here, and you should go out and take a look."

"Look at shit, Xiao Zhou and Lao Wu are not here, I'm going out to get myself killed!"

After hearing such a dangerous situation, Xiao Fuzi also put down his bowl and went to Cuijie's house across the street and said, "Cuijie, don't do business anymore. Take Muhua inside to hide. The kidnapper will come tonight."

"Ah? You're here for Lao He?"

"Yes, I heard from Grandpa Yun that the kidnapper has nailed a blood-written letter on the archway."

“That’s not the right business to do.”

Sister Cui hurriedly installed the door panel, and Xiao Fuzi also ran back to the house, closed the door and bolted it.

……

On the hill of Dongshi Street stood a man in a long gown with brown eyes. At his feet were two long wooden boxes.

The street scene of Dongshi Street was in his sight.

He received an arrangement from Zhou Lingyi to come to this street to clean up the tattooed ancient people.

His brown glasses are a magical instrument.
Able to see through the levels of incense below the six sticks.

He waited here for a whole day and didn't see any suspicious people of high spiritual level.

But he saw forty or fifty fang ghosts carrying paper puppets and entering Dongshi Street.

"These beasts are quite united."

the man said.

Liaogui is a small sect with few masters, but their strength lies in their elusiveness. Among the nearly fifty people, more than half can only last for three incense sticks, a small half can last for four incense sticks, and there is not a single person who can last for five incense sticks.

"They knew they were being ambushed, but they still dared to go forward. Their spirit is commendable."

The man crossed his arms and said.

"I wonder if the kidnapper's Yan Zhongdao will come... Hey... the person who came was not the kidnapper, but the coroner."

The man had eagle-like eyesight. He saw six human skins flying out from the mountain to the west.
After the human skin flew from the mountain to the door of Zhou's cleaning shop, it became six people, and walked towards Lao He's house in a swagger.

This is the method used by the "coroner".

"The kidnapper won't come himself, so he asked the coroner to come? But this coroner has three five-stick incense sticks, and the fang ghost may not be able to bear it."

The man had no intention of taking action. He had no interest in intervening in the fight between gang members.

……

Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun drove to the west gate of Dongshi Street, but found that the big iron gate was closed.

"When is this door still closed?"

Zhou Xuan looked at his pocket watch. It was only 8:10. How could the store close so early?

At this time, a crack appeared in the window of the building next to him, and a neighbor who was familiar with Zhou Xuan warned him, "Brother Zhou, hurry up and leave. The kidnapper is killing people inside, and no one dares to stop him!"

"The kidnapper actually came today?"

Zhou Xuan winked at Lu Mingkun.

A piece of human skin appeared in Lu Mingkun's right hand. He threw the skin through the gap in the iron gate and reached the door.

The fifth senior brother disappeared and appeared next to the human skin the next moment. He opened the iron gate at the door, let Zhou Xuan's car in, and then locked the iron gate.

"The kidnappers are finally here. I'm itching to do something."

Lu Mingkun's sword intent became stronger.

When Zhou Xuan's car arrived at the door of Zhou's cleaning shop, he knocked on the door.

The door opened.

"Master, you are back. The kidnapper is here..."

"I know!"

Zhou Xuan went back to the house and took out a stack of human skins and stuffed them into his pocket. He needed new human skins to perform the spirit possession. The Nuo god's hand that Zhou Xuan made in the afternoon was broken after being used once, so he had to perform the spirit possession again.

"Xiao Fuzi, close the door. No matter what happens later, don't come out."

"Wait for me, I want to go watch the fun too." With Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun by his side, Yun Ziliang felt more confident and followed them out.

Lu Mingkun tilted his head back with his eyes closed.

"Fifth Brother, let's go and chop off the kidnapper legally and reasonably!"

"They are not kidnappers. They are not kidnappers. They are coroners. I smell the scent of coroners."

Lu Mingkun opened his eyes, the fire of hatred burning wildly in his eye sockets...

ps: Brothers, I updated a big chapter. Happy weekend is here again, muah.

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